Master Chief And The Arbiter Novels & Stories

When I remained silent and seated, he added; "Do you need a count down to get to work?" "That'll be nice". He had other plans. I commended him for thinking he could ever be ready for me. Once again, I saw my ability to see into people's minds as a gift. "Come on then, I'm ready to meet Lucifer". "I'll gladly send you to him. But first, you need to know you're a coward". With that, I disappeared from his sight and pulled out the bottle of holy water from his pants pocket before reappearing before him. "You work for Colton and Victoria now huh?". I asked, tossing the bottle of holy water to the far end of the room.

" I winced, drawing in a jagged breath while my nails dug deep into my palms. I felt sick to the stomach as I took in their sycophantic expressions, which felt even more revolting than the salty, stagnant smell of the docks. Calvino gave me a slow once-over, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "I guess she makes the cut. Just barely, though." He suddenly raised his voice, his tone turning sharply menacing. "I'll give it to you straight—Don Ariani is a germaphobe and a stickler for the rules. If she performs well tonight, your gambling debts will be cleared, but if she angers Don Ariani…" He then pointed toward the dark, bottomless water outside and continued, "I'll have you weighed down and tosse

What if hope and stubbornness undid them both? The answer came unbidden, slicing through his thoughts. “You must accelerate the training.” The voice of his master crashed into his mind like iron shattering glass. Mahisar staggered, clutching at the wall as agony lanced behind his eyes. “They are already gathering the final weapons and have identified the tiger. You must not fail me!” Each word seared into his skull, hot and unrelenting, until his knees buckled. He tasted blood in his mouth, felt his body tremble under the weight of his master’s will. Failure was not an option.

Elizha exclaimed in shock. Samara glanced at Elizha, “He's my master I'm talking about,” she replied, turning her gaze back to her young master, who was drying his hair with a white towel. “Master? As in boss?” Cristine groaned as she nodded. The two young ladies were like worms sprinkled with salt who were holding each other's hands while jumping in their place. “Jeeez, Tin, he’s so yummy!” “Sshh, he's getting closer here…”

"The Lore Master Apprentice did not bring you out of the past. The Warrior of the Way did." Renny turned to Rhychard, who stood there, his face a mask of confusion. "I did what?"

While the crowd cheered, the large screen flickered before displaying an image. Black Maple Master was holding the severely injured Rosalie with one hand, his expression twisted in a grimace as he laid out his conditions. "Have your wife withdraw from the contest if you want this girl to live, Alexander." Once Igor was chosen as Chief Financial Officer, his identity no longer mattered. Rules were determined by votes, and everyone had to comply. "Black Maple Master, you scoundrel!" Alexander gritted his teeth, wishing he could chop Black Maple Master into pieces and feed him to the dogs. Time and again, Black Maple Master had caused him trouble, setting traps to kill him repeatedly.

He sat on a levitated and lofty throne while the Masters sat on lower thrones. “I have made the decision of power, that the human Willy will still be enlisted as agent 02 or in other words the agent of Order,” the Supreme Master said scanning the grey faces of the Masters for any response, None, just faint nods. “Oswald will be agent 01 or the agent of Chaos,” The Supreme Master said emphasizing with both hands. “You have done it again my master,” said the Supreme Master’s Chief Advisor with a grey raised fist. “The energy levels are beyond anything our worlds have ever seen!”

“Please save Chase, Grandpa.” “You overestimate me, Ann. Master Farley is a peak meridian-opening master, which is also known as a midway true master!”

The two persons in front of her received their marks and when it came to her turn, the scent filled her nose. She felt shivers run down her spine. She moved to stand in front of Master. Leader of the Conquerors, Master was an enigma. His name was hidden and he didn't often make an act of presence. Except for today. When he looked down at her, he saw brown pupils staring back at him. They were shining in the dim light of the podium, glowing in the dark. He drove in them, searching for darkness. That's when he saw red and blood. Trauma.

He hurls a huge fire streak at the god Anuxis, who deflects it. "Stop!" Serafín intervenes once more. "We won't find out what happened like this. No one is going to punish or kill anyone! Ailit, put aside your apologies and tell us everything that happened." He imposes himself in his role as the Grand Master of Archons, making his disciples obey him without protest. Zoran's own Archon Major snorts because he wants to take revenge on Anuxis, but he cannot disobey his master's orders, so he chooses to turn away.